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Gold

by Marcus Gold

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Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh I'm the dopest in my city, you know I got with me Pretty young thing, you know she too drippy Fucking with a real nigga, old bitches miss me You know I hit it first, fore she really start diss me Marcus Gold Killer Code Turn my back on some friends they really old Man them niggas was fake I never fold Man them niggas was gay I never told Fassi mon don't dweet Shot in your head two bullet Neva fraid of the snipa you don't know me Neva fraid of the boy you can't show me up I don't talk tough I don't know standards Caught a couple bodies then put it on camera Just need an extension when I get y'all this banner Killin these niggas give a fuck bout manners Drunk as a bitch and I'm still going crazy Fuckin up a Sleepy Hallow beat you know I'm wavy This the Gold world you can't play me Unless you play me if you play me You know you gon play me Realest mf doing number 1's daily Speak to existence Cus niggas gon doubt you even when you winning I'm the dopest in my city you niggas can't roll with me Doing four hundred and fifty I'm on five tho What you smoking on it ain't my dope It ain't propane it ain't gumbo And i really ain't hot to big Kapo I gotta daughter he gotta son tho That's my nigga for Life you know how we run yo You know how we run yo Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh Get it out the gutter, you dumb muthafuckas Fucking with no rubber, got more kids then i got lovers Bitches be feenin' and they ass ain't even fat Bitch! what the fuck you doing with that Renty the bentley for the savage in fenty Know what she doing before she even met me Tryna run these pockets, tryna run these pieces Yeah i see yo pretty ass feenin How can i blame you, you know i won't save you All these super powers, you know villains got capes too Born on Church Ave, but my plug on Cortelyou Or Lenox where they bend blocks Hit ya appendox, with the big glocks This ain't tik tok, this the kill shot If you thought you was hot, i swear you really not Off with ya head, call the big chop I can't let this shit breathe Fucking up these tracks But this just a tease Fucking on ya bitch She don't neva wan leave Cus she know M.G. murder every rapper that he see Muthafuckas can't be like me, cus i really want you to D.I.E Everybody makes the same shit Siamese Katana with the murders like I'm japanese But I'm the dopest muthafucka that you eva gon see

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